Perhaps the only thing that pleased Murakami was that at least his head could not be taken by the Chinese to build a Jingguan.

Because, once Shui's dummy bullet accurately hit his head, the bullet that carried huge kinetic energy and quickly deformed and flipped directly lifted the Tianling cover of the Japanese Shaozo, and only half of his face was left.

And in the end, it was the Japanese soldiers who came to collect the body the next morning who confirmed his identity that was already covered with brains and blood. With his silver knife and Shaozuo-level command knife, the Shaozo collar badge no longer needs to be a proof of his past water combat exploits.

The ambush and pursuit lasted two hours.

The part of the 3rd Cavalry Wing, which was cut into two sections, and the part of the Japanese army that fled in the direction of Zeng Shui and Erkou Nan, including their commander Jun Murakami and Shosa, were all annihilated. Shui once killed 19 people by himself, and at a distance of more than 600 meters, he fired a total of 37 shots, killing 10 Japanese Oriental horses, and killing 19 people with one shot. And the farthest Japanese cavalry was at least 60 meters away from the position of Zeng Shui and the second cargo man.

None of the more than 70 cavalrymen who ran for their lives escaped, and the power of one person and one gun was as strong as promised.

After chasing and killing the Japanese invaders, the hundreds of cavalrymen looked at the little soldier not far away who Shi Shiran put away his gun and looked indifferent, and his whole body was full of coldness. Fortunately, he is a comrade-in-arms, not an enemy.

The eighty or ninety people who fled backwards did not escape much, leaving a total of eighty-six corpses, and it is estimated that those who can escape the pursuit in the end will not exceed one palm.

As for the two detachments of nearly 20 Japanese soldiers in the col, when the rumbling hooves of horses resounded throughout the mountain, they sent a few cavalrymen up to the mountain to take a look, and then turned their horses' heads and slipped away. Not only did they leave the bodies of their compatriots in place, but they also left the two heavy machine guns on the spot because they were light, and even the bullets were still on the chambers.

The frenzied pursuit of hundreds of cavalry had already frightened them. Amaterasu's warm embrace is obviously not as attractive as the waiting of the mother at home.

A cavalry battle that lasted five days finally came to an end, and at the moment when night gradually fell.

The cavalry battalion did not chase down the more than 20 Japanese criminals who escaped to the end like the Japanese invaders chased and killed the cavalry company, not because they did not want to avenge their brothers who died in battle, but before the pursuit, the cavalry battalion commander Huang Longhai had already issued a military order, no matter how far the pursuit was, as soon as it was dark, they must return, otherwise military law would be involved.

More importantly, they also had to take the brothers of the first cavalry company back to Qinglong Mountain, from the company commander Zhou Boss to the youngest Xiao Qingpi, the first company of the Qinglong Mountain Cavalry Brigade, a full 60 people, still lying on the cold snow, waiting for the brothers to take them home.

It was already dark, but the col was lit up by rows of torches.

The bodies of sixty soldiers of the First Company of the Cavalry, all of whom had been recovered, were placed in rows in soft pockets made from uniforms taken from the corpses of Japanese soldiers.

There were no tears, no crying, only the mournful roar of the cavalry battalion commander Huang Longhai resounded through the valley: "Take the brothers home." ”

Two horsemen led their horses forward, one of them carried the side of the soft pocket containing the body, hung the slipknot on the saddle, and then jumped on the horse, as if afraid of disturbing the sweet sleep of his comrades, and carefully urged the horse to go out of the col.

The combination of two horses and three people, plus the cavalry killed in the pursuit of the 3rd Cavalry Wing, made a full row of eighty-nine.

They were accompanied by more than 30 villagers who had escaped into the mountains during the fighting between the two armies. More than 200 Japanese criminals were killed here, and they can't live here any longer, and the Japanese criminals who came here will definitely use them to vent their anger.

The snow was still falling, and some of the empty valleys were even more silent because of the sudden but not intense or even somewhat silent sound of horses' hooves.

The night, the reflection of the snow, and the dim light of the torches, the two horses and the trio formed one after another gloomy and silent backs, and the second cargo man, who had been riding on the horse and quietly watching all this, suddenly burst into tears.

He used to be the boss of Qinglong Mountain, leading hundreds of brothers to block the road and rob the road, and even fought the Japanese infantry brigade twice with Chen Yunfa and Mo Xiaomei, he has not seen blood, nor has he never seen sacrifice. He is also a second lieutenant officer in the most elite special forces of the independent regiment, relying on his superhuman fighting ability, he is even the darling of the special forces, and almost everyone thinks that he will be an elite soldier in the future.

However, he was still a new soldier on the battlefield, he had not yet seen the bloody battlefield, he had not yet been able to bear such a great sacrifice, and in particular, he had not been able to warn the Japanese ambush for not doing his duty as a scout.

Although, the ambush distance of the Japanese army is far beyond his reach, even a veteran may not be able to do better than him.

However, the brothers are dead, but he is still alive.

The second cargo man felt the pain in his heart again, as if he had been dug out from under the bandit brothers of Qinglong Mountain who were pressing on him and protecting him. This time, though, there was also deep self-blame.

"Brother。。。。。。

Where are you, brother

It was raining again in the sky

I want you to be like the dawn

appeared in my eyes

Where are the brothers

I can't hear your breathing

It just felt like I was crying

。。。。。。

What could be easier than death

And what could be more beneficial than falling

There is no torch

I only have courage to ignite myself

Prove our courage with sacrifice

What could be more fearful than death

What could be more invincible than bullets

。。。。。。

It's because we're always together

Sacrifice proves that we haven't given up

。。。。。。。

”

The song of the little soldier suddenly sounded in the empty valley.

It was a song taught to him by the veterans of the Independent Regiment, and at this moment, Zeng Shui suddenly understood all the meaning contained in that song. Whether it was the death in battle or the cavalry brothers who accompanied them silently, they proved with their sacrifices that we did not give up.

Gradually, the cavalry responded to the soldiers with a low and desolate singing, and everyone could not help but burst into tears, but their eyes lit up as they stared fiercely at the road ahead.

No matter what the future holds, whether they will live or die in battle, they are no longer afraid. Because, brothers will always be together, and there will always be brothers with torches to help them find their way home.

Take your brother home.

The cavalry battalion did it, and in one day, the cavalry battalion returned to Qinglong Mountain with the eighty-nine brothers who had died in battle.

Deng Wen stared at the eighty-nine corpses placed in front of him for ten minutes, took a towel to wipe the blood stains on the faces of the soldiers under his command one by one, and then silently turned around and sat in the headquarters for a long time before giving the order to bury his subordinates.

The cavalry brigade is not without the courage to bear the great sacrifice, the last time under the contact of Liu Lang, more than 1,000 people in the brigade north of Rehe were killed in the charge against the Japanese army's machine gun position, and Deng Wen had never seen such sorrow. Rather, the death of the first cavalry company in formation this time was the first time for the cavalry brigade, and more importantly, their death was due to his military order.

It was his carelessness as a commander that buried his first cavalry company, and like the second male eagle master, Deng Wen deeply blamed himself for this.

At the same time, in Chengde City, Fujita Jin, the commander of the First Brigade of the Kwantung Army stationed in Rehe, saw a courtyard full of them, most of them were naked, frozen like a hardwood by the cold weather in northern China, and the corpses under his command were pale.

The "wolf hunt" plan was proposed by him, and it was personally carried out by the deputy wing commander of the 3rd Cavalry Wing, which he admired, Murakami Jun Shaosa, but the final result was that the "wolf" was not hunted, and the hunter almost died.

Two cavalry squadrons of 280 men, plus 560 well-made military horses and more than 60 Mongolian horses for baggage, were almost completely lost. The only people who could return to Rehe were 26 men and 26 horses.

All in all, the two elite cavalry squadrons of the 3rd Cavalry Wing now have only two cavalry detachments left, and they can almost be removed from formation.

If it weren't for the discovery that the body of Jun Murakami was also among them, Fujita Susumu would definitely have let him commit suicide by seppuku in the direction of His Majesty the Emperor.

Fujita's angry roar continued for an hour at the Chengde City Garrison Headquarters, and no one dared to approach him.

The two commanders of both China and Japan were deeply heartbroken by the Japanese-led hunt and counter-hunt operation, whether they were silent or angry.